Long Black Beetle
Today I am
A long, black beetle
In a supermarket
Scurrying
To primal mandates,
Obscene on the shine
Of polished plans,
Not knowing
That bigger traps
Have room
Like freedom.
Copyright © Jerrell Jones | Year Posted 2015
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